MMA System: I Will Be Pound For Pound Goat

The newly formed Irish MMA team officially announced their roster for the World MMA Tournament on their media platform.

With no entry in the heavyweight division, the team would consist of competitors in three weight classes:

Middleweight: Damon Cross

Lightweight: Collin NcGyver

Flyweight: Demaien Ncguygan

While Ireland had a proud fighting spirit, the country wasn't exactly known for dominating the global MMA scene.

It hadn't produced many prodigies, and its talent pool often struggled to keep up with the powerhouses like the U.S., Brazil, and Russia.

That was why Collin NcGyver's rise had been such a monumental moment for Irish MMA.

His meteoric ascent, capped by becoming the first-ever simultaneous double champion, had put Ireland on the map.

Even now, during his fall from grace, Collin remained a polarizing figure.

While many in Ireland criticized him, they couldn't deny the pride they felt for the fighter who gave them a seat at the MMA table.

And now, Damon Cross was walking a similar path.

But the difference?

Damon had the hype of the modern era behind him.

Everyone believed he was poised to do things Collin never had the chance to accomplish.

Damon didn't just represent Ireland; he represented the future of MMA, and fans believed he was already locking down his division.

The third member of the team, Demaien Ncguygan, was a rising prospect in the flyweight division.

He wasn't a household name like his teammates, but he'd shown enough promise to earn his place.

For Demaien, this was a chance to prove himself on the world stage.

Whether he could keep up with the high expectations was unknown, but his potential was undeniable.

So, with Damon, Collin, and Demaien, Ireland would enter the World MMA Tournament with representation in three weight classes.

The fans hoped their trio could carry the Irish flag proudly and bring glory to a nation that, while not historically dominant, was now stepping into the spotlight.

The next step for the Irish Trio was simple: wait.

They needed word from their national officials, who would soon inform them which country they would be competing against to officially qualify for the World MMA Tournament.

But in the meantime, the team wasn't sitting idle.

Ireland's MMA organization was already working quickly to prepare its fighters for the spotlight.

Each member of the trio received custom-made attire, designed to embody the pride of their nation.

Damon opened the package sent to him and pulled out his gear.

The short tights and shorts were unmistakably Irish, green with orange-golden lines accenting the design.

On the side, his name stood boldly: Cross Era.
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Across the waistband, the word Ireland was proudly displayed, tying everything together.

Damon turned the shorts over in his hands, appreciating the quality and attention to detail.

They looked amazing, modern, sleek, and a perfect fit for someone who was expected to represent his country on the world stage.

He could only imagine that his teammates, Collin NcGyver and Demaien Ncguygan, had received similar gear with their own personalized touches.

With the days closing in, the anticipation for the World MMA Tournament reached its peak.

Countries across the globe finalized their fighters, and the stage was almost set.

The long-awaited announcement came: England would host the tournament.

Once the 32 countries qualified, each national team would head to England, where they'd set up camp and train until the tournament began.

It wasn't just a competition anymore, it was becoming a worldwide spectacle.

For now, Damon focused on the quiet before the storm.

With all the waiting, he decided to make the most of his time.

One of those decisions was reaching out to Svetlana.

It hadn't taken much convincing, if anything, it seemed like she'd been waiting for the invitation.

Damon smirked at the memory of their call.

She had barely let him finish his sentence before agreeing to come to Ireland.

And now, with her visit set, Damon felt a weight lift. He could use the company.

As much as Damon enjoyed spending time with Victor, there was no denying how much he missed Svetlana.

The moment she arrived in Ireland, the atmosphere shifted.

Damon's usually calm demeanor softened as he saw her.

He didn't waste any time; they headed out to explore Dublin together.

They walked through the vibrant streets, visiting famous landmarks, quaint cafes, and the bustling markets.

Svetlana's laughter and curious excitement added a sense of warmth to what had otherwise been a tense and focused time.

But despite the break, Damon still had responsibilities.

Between their outings, he attended the mandatory meetings called by the Irish MMA officials.

These meetings were filled with strategy discussions, updates on the tournament logistics, and, most importantly, the ever-anticipated announcement of Ireland's first opponent.

The waiting was the hardest part. Every fighter wanted to know who they'd face.

Damon's time touring Dublin with Svetlana didn't go unnoticed.

He was a celebrity, after all. And in Ireland, where his popularity had reached new heights, it was inevitable that people would take notice.

Cameras were constantly snapping, fans quietly capturing images of Damon as he explored the city with Svetlana.

Yet, to his surprise and relief, most people respected their space.

A few had approached for a quick greeting or photo, but nothing overwhelming.

For the most part, Damon felt normal, blending into the crowd, a rare experience for someone in his position.

It wasn't entirely unexpected, though.

While MMA fighters were famous within the sport's circle, breaking beyond that niche into mainstream recognition was a much harder task.

Unless you were a crossover star, someone whose fame transcended the sport, most people wouldn't give you a second glance in public.

This was one of the reasons Damon could still walk around without being mobbed, both in Ireland and the U.S.

His fame hadn't yet reached that untouchable, global level.

For now, it was contained within the MMA world, and Damon was grateful for that.

It allowed him to enjoy these quiet moments with Svetlana, appreciating the city, the people, and the normalcy that came with being just another face in the crowd, for now.